LEB(i)
12 "And a word came stealing to me, and my ear received the whisper from it.
13 Amid troubling thoughts from night visions, at the falling of deep sleep on men,
14 dread met me, and trembling, and it made many of my bones shake.
15 And a spirit glided before my face; the hair of my flesh* bristled.
16 It stood still, but* I could not recognize its appearance; a form was ⌊before⌋* my eyes; there was a hush, and I heard a voice:
17 'Can a human being be more righteous than God, or can a man be more pure than his Maker?
18 Look, he does not trust in his servants and he charges his angels with error.
19 How much more dwellers in clay houses, whose foundation is in the dust? They are crushed like a moth.
20 ⌊Between morning and evening⌋* they are destroyed; without anyone regarding it they perish forever.
21 Is not their tent cord pulled up within them? They die, but* not in* wisdom.'